At that moment, the coachman and messenger had clearly seen who it was. The wariness on their faces quickly faded, and both hurriedly bowed.
"Greetings, His Highness the Saint Son!"
This sudden form of address made Lin Hai pause slightly.
Saint Son? Since when had he become the Saint Son?
He asked directly, "Why do you call me the Saint Son?"
The two exchanged a swift glance, conveying the same meaning—You explain it!
They were usually men of few words, but they could not afford to be negligent when the Saint Son questioned them.
Left with no choice, the coachman stepped forward and replied respectfully.
"Reporting to His Highness the Saint Son, after you entrusted that sealed box to us, we escorted it back to Spirit City."
"Not long afterward, Your Holiness the Pope officially issued a decree appointing you as the Saint Son of Spirit Hall."
As he spoke, he took an exquisite tray from his Storage Spirit Tool and presented it to Lin Hai with both hands.
"This contains the Saint Son Token and the Saint Son ceremonial robes. Please inspect them."
Lin Hai looked at the tray, his expression turning rather strange as he was still processing this sudden change in status.
Teacher wants to tie me down with the position of Saint Son so I'll stop running wild outside? Then she's miscalculated. Even if she gave me the Pope's seat, I'd still have to go out and witness the treachery of women in this world!
His gaze fell upon the luxurious purple ceremonial robes on the tray, as well as the silver token set with a deep purple gemstone, and Lin Hai inwardly exclaimed in amazement.
His everyday clothes were purple, his ceremonial robes symbolizing his status were purple, and even the gemstone on his token